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Artiste : Childish Gambino
Titre : 12.38
[Childish Gambino]
Uh
Someone made a mess in my account (Someone sound like me, yes)
Someone bought a Patek in a panic (Yes, yes)

Bode, Bentley addict, I go manic (Oh no)
Hit the oochie-coochie ´til it´s slanted, ooh
I´m gon´ beat it up, ooh, lady
I´m gon´ make you dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who talkin´ all that trash (You the one who talkin´ all that trash)
Forty-five, I´ll twenty-eight that ass (Ooh)
You can set the snow on fire (Yeah, ooh)
You smell like a peach papaya
She said, "Eat this psilocybin, I´ma be right back"
I´m like, "Aight" (Aight)
"Ayy, I don´t know what psilocybin is" (No)
"This better not be no molly"
She just laughed and closed the door
Dark chocolate, sea salt
I took a bite
She said, "We gon´ have a special night" (Ooh, ayy)

I said, "Who you telling, girl? I know that"
Tracee Ellis with it when you throw back (Ooh, yeah)
Girl, I see your (Shadow move)
Ooh, you´re so divine (Yes, you are)
And them panties came off (Ooh, yes they did)
I´ma give you some privacy (Uh)
Pictures with your stepsisters (Hmm)
N. K. Jemisin with you, uh
Got the All About Love, on some bell hooks
Then I turned to a dirty look, uh (Meow)
Ayy, why your cat lookin´ at me sideways?
"Sing to her"
I said, "Nah, I´ll put on the radio though"
(I might let you go)
Lay back on my back (Uh), vibrate
My ex on some BS
She walked out the closet

Girl, never write a check I can´t deposit
She said, "Boy, stop, let´s go walkin´" (Let´s go walkin´)
"You wanna be outside for this"
We just talkin´
Dogpark looking like a Trader Joe´s (Roof, roof)
Papillon, mmh, thought you hated those
Other girls, uh, let they shady show
Every time we walk around
They say, "How she gonna hold him down?" No
They don´t know what they missing
Most these niggas wanna run around with these SZAs (Yeah)
I prefer to just stroll the park with this Chaka
Baby girl was just diggin´ all in my pockets (All in my pockets)
I was going hard (By the magic hour)
We were holdin´ hands, tried to make me understand (Yeah)

Make girls fall in love, that´s my (Magic power), yes
Everybody´s jealous I won´t ease it with these colors
Ooh, I wanna see it in the moonlight
Yellow, red, orange robe, askin´ for donation (Ooh)
I´m not a tourist, nigga, this is not vacation (I am not a tourist, nigga, this is not vacation)
Vibrate
Goddamn, man, this girl goin´ crazy on my Motorola
She said, "Let me answer it" (Let me answer)
Then she´ll know it´s over (Ooh)
Girl, you cancerous, you gon´ ruin my life
Let me get this paperweight, then come be my wife
She just laughed and touched my face (What you mean?)

You don´t understand what this is (Oh wait, wait, wait, wait)
I ain´t lookin´ for another lifetime
Let´s just stay here and enjoy the great design
Had the iceberg tucked in my waist (Bling)
Fuck an omelet, you can eat off my face (No)
I just thought that we were vibin´
You don´t love her, then you lyin´
Come and go and you get tulips
Put a finger to my two lips (It´s okay)
Ooh, you got it bad, just remember what we had
You can set the snow on fire
The reason that you suffer is desire (Huh)
The reason that I´m moving with this ooh-wee
I was lovin´ life, I got too deep (I was too deep)
Woke up in my room, she was long gone
Toni singing me another sad song (Ooh)

Eternity
Oh, until we meet again

[ Kadhja Bonet]
This ain´t special, tell me what you want
This ain´t special, baby, this is fun
This ain´t special, tell me what you want
This ain´t special, baby, this is fun

[21 Savage]
Drop it off (21), let me see if your booty soft
Gold mouth (Hold up, hold up), yes, I´m from the Dirty South
Lights out (Straight up), summertime, I brought the ice out (21)
Pipes out (On God), all my shooters came from Moscow
Got a girl in Harvard, I talk proper when I call her (21)

Baby, I´m a baller, ain´t no way that I can raw ya (Straight up)
She don´t want no new friends, she just tryna buy her a new Benz (On God)
I´ve been counting M´s, me and Ben Franklin damn near kin (On God)
Put my mind to it and I did it, them facts (21)
Talkin´ ´bout your brother to get some pussy, that´s wack (Straight up)
The police keep harassin´ ´cause I´m rich and I´m black (Straight up)
They mad ´cause I made myself a boss without crack (On God)
I ain´t trippin´, boy, I´m Lamborghini whippin´ (21, 21)
Straight up out the trenches, money made me ign´ant (It did)
I´m on a private jet eatin´ Popeyes chicken (21)

I be flexin´ like I´m eatin´ Popeye´s spinach (21, 21, 21)

[ Ink]
Morning dew
Percolating, still have a little time for Sunday, ooh (So baby, let´s take it back to the crib)
(Back to the, back, back to the)
Baby, I might let you go
Babe, baby, no matter what
And like I switch the other side of me
Baby got a whole lotta ride on me
Babe, baby, let´s take it back to crib
Back, back to the crib
Back, back to the, babe
I might let you go
Baby, baby, no matter what
And I can, I can, I can, I can

To the crib
Back to the crib, back to the
And no one seen them
Baby, I, baby, baby, I